Happy Independence Day! I used to love going to a pool party or church picnic for the 4th and fireworks after dark. In recent years, though, we’ve flopped on the festivities—Isaac hated the pops and bangs, it rained, and he was in bed before dark anyway. This year, though, my parents were in town! We all had BBQ and hot dogs with our friends the Edwards. Isaac’s summer crush, Evie, convinced him to hop in the pool, chase her around, share ice cream cake, etc etc. He actually got up from my side and took his ice cream cake over to sit four feet away next to her. So it begins! He still wasn’t a fan of the firecracker pops and bangs, but the sparklers were pretty entertaining. Our house will be full of boxes and movers in 48 hours, but we are SO much readier to move thanks to my folks. They washed windows, scrubbed oil stains, bleached moldy strollers, tossed junk from the fridge and pantry—all the projects I’ve been dreading!! THANKS, Mom and Dad! I don’t know what we would have done without you! Probably moved a lot of moldy stuff! Have a safe drive back to Texas!